After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"I do not know."

Hang Yanling gently put the bag on the tip of her nose and smelled it lightly.

Yes.

Not knowing is best.

This is an all-too-familiar scent.

It is best not to know.

"In short, I received the task, but I didn't have a clue for a while, so I chose to hang out here, do nothing, wait for the 'group of people' to come to my door, and wait for the trial of fate."

Hang Yanling put the bag back into the storage ring, pursed her lips slightly, closed her eyes, and leaned against the mattress.

"I'm not going anywhere these days, and there's no need to fight anymore. When everything is over, I'll go back to Lianhua Palace obediently...what about the Third Prince, what about Your Majesty, what about the Fu family...it has nothing to do with me. "

A Yan stared blankly at Hang Yanling, biting his fingers, frowning.

She reached out and touched Hang Yanling's head.

"You are weak."

"Yes."

"I'll warm you up."

A Yan shrank to Hang Yanling's side, her warm body temperature was indeed a great comfort to the cold Hang Yanling.

The little fox, Lai Laizi, waved away the smell in front of her nose, and frowned at Hang Yanling.

She wanted to cheer up this little girl, after all, she didn't like to see human beings look desperate.

But looking at Hang Yanling like this, she always felt a vague sense of disobedience.

……

I always feel like I've overlooked something.

Seeing this self-deprecating, who had given up any effort, lying peacefully in front of the quilt, Kaihang Yanling.

Lailaizi hugged her shoulders, feeling a little puzzled.

Is this guy in a state of starting to laugh and act bad when he becomes desperate?

and also……

Her body became so cold because she consumed a lot of spiritual energy...

Lai Laizi sniffed the scent of Hang Yanling's body lightly, and suddenly became alert.

The taste has changed.

"No... why do you only have—"

"Because I'm too tired, I don't want to think about unnecessary things anymore."

With eyes closed, Hang Yanling still whispered in that heavy, sad, depressing, painful voice.

"I can't do anything."

Chapter 53 So, Hang Yanling fell into madness

A few days passed, and it was early in the morning.

The leisurely singing echoed in the early morning dynasty.

The clear voice of a child is pure and innocent.

"The moon is setting, the mountain stream is singing, and the long streamers will attract lonely souls~"

The little girl wearing a white headscarf and holding a broom happily cleaned the fallen leaves on the ground in front of the door.

Autumn is here, and a lot of leaves in the city are falling.

"The spider is quiet, the phoenix does not sing, and the long sound will cheer up~"

The vendors who got up early squinted their eyes to listen to the singing, and they could only say that it was a girl from Mingyue Building, even if it was just a small sweeping boy, the singing was so moving.

The little bell sweeping the floor waved the broom, sweeping, and suddenly a foot stepped on the broom.

"Eh?"

"Oops, sorry."

The one who stepped on the broom was a girl about the same height as Little Bell.

She also looks like an ordinary child, with a purple hat on her head and a purple feather pinned to it.

A pair of eyes are as clear as crystals. Although they look young, they are wearing the unique dresses of Xizhou.

Looks like a bard.

Little Bell had never seen such a dress before, and blinked curiously: "The feathers on your hat are so beautiful."

"Your singing is also very nice. If there is a chance, I think I will write this funny song into the booklet, and go back to Western State to sing it to the rough guys in the tavern for their entertainment."

The girl gently pinched the pleats of the dark purple skirt, stood on tiptoes, and bent her knees slightly.

"Meet you for the first time, Your Excellency."

"Hey, oh—my name is Little Bell!"

"That's right, then... I'm embarrassed, embarrassing embarrassment."

The girl who called herself embarrassed raised her head, her penetrating eyes turned light pink.

"Oh, embarrassing? What a strange name."

"The name Little Bell is also very strange. You obviously don't have anything that looks like a bell on your body—why do you call yourself by this name?"

Embarrassed smiled.

"Maybe this is the humor of Nanzhou people?"

"Well?"

Little Bell didn't understand, so she turned around and wanted to continue cleaning the fallen leaves in front of her.

But I found that the fallen leaves around me had been swept away by myself at some point, the ground was flat and smooth, the wind blew past, and the leaves on the trees no longer fell.

Little Bell curiously looked up at the big tree above.

Somehow, the big trees that should have withered and yellowed in autumn are now full of green.

"Strange, it's autumn now, isn't it?"

Little Bell looked up at the big tree in the sky, and was holding a broom.

Hao smiled softly, stretched out his hand, and gently grabbed the skirt of the little bell.

"Eh?"

"It's okay, I just tidy up your clothes for you."

Hao lightly adjusted the white collar of Little Bell, lowered his head to the little Bell's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Is it fun?"

"Well?"

"Does the story of Dongzhou catch your eye?"

"what story?"

"whee."

With a embarrassed smile, he retracted his head and pressed the hat on his head.

"It seems that, really, as I expected, it has really become like this."

"what are you talking about?"

"I'm here to show you my work, which is the Eastern State under your feet."

"Eh?"

Little Lingdang blinked her eyes in confusion, her embarrassing words and deeds confused her.

And subconsciously, she didn't like this purple guy very much.

"Ignore you."

Little Bell muttered softly, turned around and wanted to continue cleaning the ground.

But the fallen leaves did not appear on the ground just right, so she continued to maintain her work.

"Well……"

"Pfft, hahaha, hahahahahaha."

Embarrassed let out a series of laughter, she put her hand on the shoulder of the little bell, gently pushed the little bell to the side, and walked straight in front of the little bell.

Little Bell was staggered by being pushed, she was a little angry, she puffed up her mouth and muttered softly.

"Hmph, the wind is so strong, be careful not to let the tiles fall and hit your head."

A gust of wind blew gently, and the tiles on Mingyue Building made a creaking sound, shook twice, and fell off from the roof.

Hao stopped in his tracks, turned his back to the little bell, and added softly: "Is that so? I think it will just land at my feet."

"Snapped!"

The tiles fell to the ground, and the broken bricks and tiles splashed onto Hao's shoes. She bent down lightly to pat the shoes, and turned around.

"By the way, new fun is coming. Shall we watch it together? Little Bell?"

"No, I don't like you."

Little Bell snorted and turned her face away.

"Is that so? Is it? Well - there's nothing I can do about it. But it's windy today, so let's sing less, be careful - flash your tongue."

Shrugging his shoulders with a embarrassed smile, he turned and walked towards the city gate.

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Today's city gate is different from the past.

At the location of Qinglongmen, there are many dragon guards guarding it.

Many onlookers stayed here, Zhenyang Temple, Zhengtian Taoist Temple, Guhe Temple, the Taoist priests of several Taoist temples wore various Taoist robes, and greeted them here respectfully.

Soon, the carriage carrying the saint from Dongzhou will arrive in Dongzhou.

"Living Saints"

This rhetoric sounds quite hypocritical, but at the moment when the three princes started a religious dispute for no reason, the appearance of a person who can represent the image of the Taoist school is bound to greatly inspire the hearts of the people.

After all, the Taoist faction still quite recognized the result of the trial of the patriarch of Zhengtian Taoist Temple, not to mention that there were many witnesses in Linlang Academy that day, not only Zhengtian Taoist Temple, but also disciples of several other sects also saw that Hang Yanling let him live. The patriarch aimed the thunder at the thunder that his family was fighting for their lives.

Although they were not familiar with Hang Yanling, they had watched Li Tianshun grow up.

As the young man with the best reputation and the most integrity among all Taoist sects, what kind of outstanding person is Hang Yanling to be hanged up and beaten by the patriarch for questioning her?

Everyone is very curious.

They all waited for the figure of the carriage to appear on the road far away, so as to catch a glimpse of it at the first time.

Among the waiting crowd were not only Daoists, but also many people with malicious intentions.

The most eye-catching ones are the bald men of Tantric Buddhism.

After all, it was the Esoteric School who made a bet to invite the little sage to come and discuss the Tao, and the Taoist school is not good at driving away this group of reckless people who speak rudely.

The Tantric sect didn't bring their saint over here today, because she was beaten up at Linlang Academy back then, and that saint left a little psychological shadow on Hang Yanling, the so-called "saint" who would do anything when there was a disagreement.

Walking at the head of the Tantric team was a bald old monk with white eyebrows and long beard. He clasped his hands together and hung a string of off-white rosary beads on his wrist. His overly long eyebrows covered his eyes. His muscles were almost shriveled, but he exuded a An aura that makes people afraid to approach.

In particular, the blood-red machete hanging on his waist is completely opposite to the image of this thin old man, and it also shows that this person is definitely not a kind person.

The people of the Taoist sect are always on guard against this mysterious old man. His cultivation is at least in the early stage of alchemy. If this person violently injures others, I am afraid that the little saint who has finally been transported from Nanzhou will not escape this disaster.

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Seeing the carriage getting closer and closer to the city gate, Ke Daoyuan, who was determined to hide the truth, was sweating more and more on his forehead.

He has a clear conscience all his life, even if he has lied to others, it is mostly for his friends, or for the justice in his heart.